End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. "
The answer to this request was a "smack" of a very different description,
bestowed upon Sheppard's outstretched face by the little damsel, as she ran out
of the room. From the window he saw The
Tigress faring toward Copeley's! Then somebody was coming? Some political
high muckamuck, probably. . She had noticed a twenty year pattern emerging, and
funny how opportunity seemed to strike just when she
was getting truly anxious. As
he passed the Six Bells, he noticed the steeds of the two horsemen at the door;
and glancing into the house, perceived the younger of the two in the passage. His conscience never told
him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the
deed itself. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few
pages, what little information she had gathered on him
through the years. Perhaps I'd better open it now. She's too pretty and unusual. Her mouth was worthy of her face; with small, pearly-white teeth; lips
glossy, rosy, and pouting; and the sweetest smile imaginable, playing constantly
about them. And it's a
maxim of universal application: or, at least, of universal practice. ”
“You alarm me,” she murmured, smiling.
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